[No one]

Leo and GoldenSun ran out into the heart of camp and saw the new snow. Seeing the ground was fresh, they began to fling snow at eachother.
Leo yipped, “Snow!”
GoldenSun tackled him into the snow and she said excitedly, “Your pelt matches the snow so well you little rascal.

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